When you're someone's favourite.
HELLO.
Felly, my slut. Will upload your birthday photo soon. My card reader is with my sister. Soon k? Yay.. 5 more hrs to see you and we can go fly high. 'Cause we're buying our LOMO.
Sorry guys abt the long entry. I had to blog abt the raisins nightmare.
*note: pretty long entry
Phew, phew, phew.. When I logged in blogger, I see Jean updated her blog yesterday.
I don't really have to read it 'cause I think I can predict her content.
About social studies N' level exam, yesterday.
As for me, I'm lucky bucky.
Everyone was shocked. I have to thank Von for the tips.
She told me that all SJC girls are studying health.
And I took the risk. I told Mr Arman about it and he told me to go for it.
And guess what??
The 3 unexpected qns are, Merger and Separation which came out last year[unexpected right?], Diplomacy and Deterrence[we all know that] and Health Care and Services.
Phew. Aren't Mua Lucky?
Most people studied chapter 3. That Sri L thinggy.
Anyway, I went back to Kerrisdale to for dinner.
You know.. this part is going to be the longest part ever.
When you're someone's favourite.
This reminds me of you being you granny's boy/girl.
When she invites you for dinner, she'll feed you all sort of food that she thinks it's your favourite.
Yesterday, I went to Kerrisdale as Uncle Donald would be cooking for me dinner.
I felt touched and of course I rushed there because I won't want to be late.
When I entered the house, I see all plates and cutleries in position.
Uncle Donald cooked Steak for me. Not the normal size that you'll see in Billy Bombers.
It is about 12cm wide and 7cm long. There were a few toppings on the steak.
I saw rosemary[to fragrant it], sliced onions[to spice up the taste] and sliced mushrooms[my favourite] decorated on top of the steak.
And 10 o'clock from the plate, there is a bowl of salad and on the right hand corner of the table mat, there's a glass of orange juice.
I was pretty pleasant with the surprise but all these emotions ended when I saw a piece of toasted bread. To be exact, raisin bread.
It was lightly buttered and I appreciate it.
But I HATE RAISINS.
I HATE ANYTHING BLACK, DARK COLOURED AND EDIBLE.
I HATE RAISINS, PRUNES, RED DATES AND ALL THOSE SOUR DRIED STUFFS.
And worse of all, he was watching me eating.
I cleared everything and came down to this last piece of bread. The raisin bread.
He told me that it is my favourite and I didn't have the heart to tell him that I hate it because he walked all the way to Shell petrol station across the road to buy it just for me.
After clearing my food, he took my other plates and went to the back to wash it.
I have to finish up this piece.
I had to use my fingers to DIG OUT the raisins and hide it in the tissues.
MY FINGERS GUYS. Yucks. That slimy feeling.
Just before he came back to the table, I took my last bite and ran to the kitchen to dispose the disgusting raisins.
Well, I thought it's the end but I had raisins bread for breakfast just now.
Super nightmare.
I don't really have to read it 'cause I think I can predict her content.
About social studies N' level exam, yesterday.
As for me, I'm lucky bucky.
Everyone was shocked. I have to thank Von for the tips.
She told me that all SJC girls are studying health.
And I took the risk. I told Mr Arman about it and he told me to go for it.
And guess what??
The 3 unexpected qns are, Merger and Separation which came out last year[unexpected right?], Diplomacy and Deterrence[we all know that] and Health Care and Services.
Phew. Aren't Mua Lucky?
Most people studied chapter 3. That Sri L thinggy.
Anyway, I went back to Kerrisdale to for dinner.
You know.. this part is going to be the longest part ever.
When you're someone's favourite.
This reminds me of you being you granny's boy/girl.
When she invites you for dinner, she'll feed you all sort of food that she thinks it's your favourite.
Yesterday, I went to Kerrisdale as Uncle Donald would be cooking for me dinner.
I felt touched and of course I rushed there because I won't want to be late.
When I entered the house, I see all plates and cutleries in position.
Uncle Donald cooked Steak for me. Not the normal size that you'll see in Billy Bombers.
It is about 12cm wide and 7cm long. There were a few toppings on the steak.
I saw rosemary[to fragrant it], sliced onions[to spice up the taste] and sliced mushrooms[my favourite] decorated on top of the steak.
And 10 o'clock from the plate, there is a bowl of salad and on the right hand corner of the table mat, there's a glass of orange juice.
I was pretty pleasant with the surprise but all these emotions ended when I saw a piece of toasted bread. To be exact, raisin bread.
It was lightly buttered and I appreciate it.
But I HATE RAISINS.
I HATE ANYTHING BLACK, DARK COLOURED AND EDIBLE.
I HATE RAISINS, PRUNES, RED DATES AND ALL THOSE SOUR DRIED STUFFS.
And worse of all, he was watching me eating.
I cleared everything and came down to this last piece of bread. The raisin bread.
He told me that it is my favourite and I didn't have the heart to tell him that I hate it because he walked all the way to Shell petrol station across the road to buy it just for me.
After clearing my food, he took my other plates and went to the back to wash it.
I have to finish up this piece.
I had to use my fingers to DIG OUT the raisins and hide it in the tissues.
MY FINGERS GUYS. Yucks. That slimy feeling.
Just before he came back to the table, I took my last bite and ran to the kitchen to dispose the disgusting raisins.
Well, I thought it's the end but I had raisins bread for breakfast just now.
Super nightmare.
Felly, my slut. Will upload your birthday photo soon. My card reader is with my sister. Soon k? Yay.. 5 more hrs to see you and we can go fly high. 'Cause we're buying our LOMO.
Sorry guys abt the long entry. I had to blog abt the raisins nightmare.
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